It’s got a little of everything: executive comedy, maternal anxiety, love story, female buddy movie. The deluxe product that Maya ultimately comes up with is an all-in-one skin ointment made from gingko leaves, and “Second Act” is like that ointment. She whisks you past the hokum of a corporate office comedy by pouncing on every twist as if she fully believed in it. Age has enriched her talent she brings curlicues of experience to every scene. And Lopez gives her first star performance in a while. You know you’re watching a connect-the-dots comedy, but the dots sparkle. But even though “Second Act” shouldn’t work, it does (sort of). It’s got flow, a certain knowing ticky-tackiness about its own contrivances. That these brazen formula plots co-exist, interlaced, in a single movie doesn’t sound at all promising.
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